Dying Grace
Crown of thorns
Dying grace
Blood and dirt
Line your face
Like you we struggle
But never as much
Smothered by
Satan's touch
But through the night
We will prevail
Will live to tell
Our own tale
Crown of thorns
Dying grace
But still we live
To find our place
Dying grace
Blood and dirt
Line your face
Like you we struggle
But never as much
Smothered by
Satan's touch
But through the night
We will prevail
Will live to tell
Our own tale
Crown of thorns
Dying grace
But still we live
To find our place